I let go of my hand.The past that you please delete allDo not hold the memories far away and never belongs to meHappy to ... get it right hereHe took away the trust returned to me whatAlso because I'm clumsy droppedOr as far away as easy to loseI'm honest, so I hurt.How to delete all the tears, the love on the firstNot enough tenderness to his footsteps attachmentI was rushing falls of the pastThere's also the cold wet England waiting childrenThe rest of the memory is forgotten ... is sighMay they return to streak hoen blur memoriesHappiness is only transient, or children are foreverWhen you say two words to stopI know the tears never stopped.
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